That poor guy just wanted a beer, and he couldn’t even have that. He’s working out under the hot sun, wanted a cold one and the jackhammer just wouldn’t let that happen. I can’t count how many times I’ve been outside – I absolutely wasn’t working – and I wanted beer. Because I wasn’t operating a jackhammer, I got those cold beers.

I can’t imagine the tragedy it would have been had I been tossed a beer, and then somehow managed to lose control of it. I’ve been through a lot of rough things in life, but none would be rougher than losing a cold beer because I was working.